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Saturday, February 28, 2009

My smile is only a thing of intense Moe,which, by the way, embraces Happiness,but happiness leaves it to be a thing of Moe,which is intense, and this so intense, Moe,that liquor in one mug can sit on you.

I would make a cake for you, but it is a phobia.Eventually I will bake; I bought liquor for you instead;and thus do you chillax in your apartment andgo cruising; Happy Birthday! However I chase it, and,despite the suction of my poetry, who gives a fuck?

The sun where your centerbecame on (listen)is your center,and your beginningisn't your brain,and your heart is in conditionto expel it, and please find it.How much that can think,that I watch,that I crush a trust,and a trespasser rememberswhat will be violated.

A treatment unit of heat is ice. An optical lighting equipment increase deviceis a window washing machine. When it shut down a factory, it is a termused by an iron manufacture company of Pittsburghit is indefinite, and to idle away. And he is better soon without doubtand his thing suffers from a nervous breakdownand is hospitalized, but will run around madly.